"That's pretty much it, Ming Fei, you're too dedicated to acting, an upstart."

Ange smiled wryly in the headset.

He had just been silent, and even triumphantly showed off to Elizabeth.

But Lu Mingfei planned to buy two broken knives for $120 million, which still made him a little nervous.

The cub doesn't feel sorry for Ye Tian, oh, this is Lu Mingfei's own earnings.

That Ange also felt sorry for him, it was not easy for young people to save some belongings, but they couldn't just squander it.

"I'm not playing the nouveau riche, I just want to shoot it."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"Is there anything special about these two knives?"

Ange was puzzled.

It looks like two good knives, but that's about it.

What can kill the dragon king and the like can only be heard, a stab through the heart is also a kill, and scratching the scales of the dragon king is also a kill.

Just look at the seller's show, even if it's a big seller like Sotheby.

"I think it's very suitable for Brother Chu Zihang to use them, and I plan to use them as his gift for joining the group."

Lu Mingfei said.

This is also one of the traditions of the Crimson Star, although it was founded by him.

At the beginning of the revival of the war group, every recruit was a treasure in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

He poured a great deal of new blood into the hopes of these warbands, and he gave each recruit a gift after completing the transformation.

Sometimes it's a hand-built chainsaw sword, sometimes it's a hand-tuned blaster.

Lu Mingfei thought that such a move would help increase the centripetal force of the recruits to the war group, and it turned out to be true.

Even after the warband grew in size, he didn't completely end the tradition.

As long as he is not on a mission, Lu Mingfei will still give gifts to those recruits.

However, it is generally no longer a weapon, but a book you have read or a experience you have written.

The most popular at the moment is his hand-drawn portrait of the emperor, which is said to have become the hard currency of the Seiko weapons in the Space Marine warband.

Lu Mingfei once considered whether to paint more, but it was too ungodly to think that this would be too unreligious, and the war group no longer needed him to raise supplies, so he gave up.

"It's a gift for joining the group."

Ange's tone became softer.

What a young and beautiful brotherhood, just like when he and Menec looked at those white thighs on the river beach of Cambridge.

It's a pity that Menek has already been buried in the fire he unleashed, and he can only take Menek's broken knife and move towards the abyss of revenge.

However, Ming Fei should not let the tragedy happen again.

"If you don't have enough money, just tell me, even if the school allocates funds to your club."

Ange said with a smile.

"Okay."

Lu Mingfei ended the communication, and the host over there also began to shout.

"$120 million for the first time, $120 million for the second time, $120 million for the first time."

"$140 million."

He held up the number plate.

Freddy breathed a sigh of relief, now he didn't have to be the wrongdoer.

"You won, you are worthy of being a half-breed from China, just like those of your compatriots, you have more money in your pocket than brain cells."

He shrugged his shoulders, left a mockery and sat down.

The guests present also let out a low laugh because of his words.

"Aren't you angry?"

Tang Sen looked at Lu Mingfei cautiously, but found that his face was as usual.

"Why be angry?"

He asked rhetorically.

"Not only did he maliciously raise the price, but he also insulted you and your compatriots."

Townsend points out Freddy's disgusting behavior.

"That alone isn't enough to make me angry."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

It's just a noisy bug, and he'll slap it to death when he has the chance, but there's no need to waste his emotions.

"Amazing, is this what you Oriental people say is tolerant?"

Townsend gave a thumbs up.

"Well, pretty much."

Lu Mingfei didn't bother to point out the mistakes in the application of his idiom, it was enough for a rich American second generation to learn this level at noon.

Anyway, he shouldn't plan to go to China to shoot videos, engage in live broadcasts, and poke fans.

"$140 million for the first time, $140 million for the second time, $140 million for the third time."

"Congratulations to this gentleman for taking this round of collections. Well, let's move on to the fifth collection. ”

The host's clenched fists finally let go, and the next round of auction was opened as if he was in a hurry to get off work.

This time it was a mature woman in a light veil and a gold headdress, her exposed wheat-colored skin reflecting a healthy glow, just like Cleopatra in the movie.

And the box she was holding in her hand was also different, it was a small golden pharaoh's coffin.

The host opened the coffin, and inside it was Ange's target.

"These two arrowheads were found in the pyramid of an Egyptian pharaoh, and in order to obtain them, more than a dozen expedition members were bitten into white bones by alchemical beetles."

"Our alchemists have not been able to identify the effects of these two arrowheads, but have speculated that there should be some kind of connection between them."

"Collectors don't want to see the treasures dusty, so they put them up for auction in the hope that someone who knows them will be able to auction them off and play their true role."

"Funerary objects from ancient Egyptian pharaohs, mysterious alchemical items with unknown function, we have given a starting price of $3 million."

Obviously, no matter how the host packages it, this is still a three-no product with unknown producers, unknown materials, and unknown effects.

So after he gave the starting price, no one shouted for a while.

"$3.05 million."

More than ten seconds later, Lu Mingfei raised the number plate.

The guests let out a chuckle, and it was clear that the nouveau riche wasn't stupid enough to overbid for everything.

"$3.1 million."

As soon as someone makes a bid, other buyers will follow.

It's just that compared to the previous tens of millions of additions, the competition of insect arrows is pitiful.

After seven or eight rounds of price increases, the bidding price of the Worm Arrow finally came to $4 million.

"$5 million."

Lu Mingfei also seemed to be a little impatient, and directly raised the bidding price by a large margin.

"$6 million."

Freddy held up the number plate and turned to him and smiled.

"$10 million."

Lu Mingfei raised the number plate without the slightest pause.

"$15 million."

Freddy was similarly-for-tat.

"Here we go again."

The host's heart was wailing, but he couldn't stop them from bidding.

He had asked his assistant to inform the boss, but he never replied, and could only watch the bidding price soar all the way to an absurd number.

"$200 million."

Freddy said viciously.

This time he wasn't going to back down, New York was the New York of the North American Mixed Race Alliance, and the guys in Kassel would never be allowed to do whatever they wanted.

After this price was shouted, Lu Mingfei fell silent again.

Because in the headset Ange is complaining.

"What kind of wind are the guys from the North American Half-Blood Alliance, you have to be on a par with me, right?"

"That's why I said you asked me to be the trustee, which was not a wise decision."

He stabbed Anche in the mouth again.

"Alas, a wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts. No matter what, we have to get the worm arrows in our hands today, and it's not the turn of these Wall Street vampires to ride on our heads. It's a big deal, I'll just go back and take a few fewer special planes. ”

Ange said righteously.

Freddy saw that Lu Mingfei didn't react for a long time, and he was a little anxious.

He can still get $100 million, but $200 million is really going to break his bones.

If this lets the family know that he spent $200 million to buy a three-no collection, he will be directly in the end.

Freddy saw Lu Mingfei sitting there expressionlessly, and decided to stimulate him again.

"What? Are we not enough S-class money? Do you want me to lend you some? ”

He said in a flirtatious tone.

Lu Mingfei didn't pay attention to him at all and continued to talk to Ange.

"This guy doesn't seem to be as incendiary as he imagined, so he has to take some drastic medicine."

Freddy's eyes rolled as he suddenly thought of something.

"I heard you went to Juarez to play a superhero. It's a pity, you seem to have done useless work. The gangs retaliated and killed a large number of civilians, and the 'divine blood' was even better sold. ”

He said with a feigned regret.

"! Mingfei, don't be impulsive. ”

Ange immediately exclaimed when he heard Freddy's words, but he had been unilaterally cut off from communication.

"It's over, this kid is hopeless. How does Henkel cultivate the next generation, I think the North American Mixed Race Alliance will end sooner or later. ”

He sighed.

"Isn't that nice?"

Elizabeth smiled.

"Good where?"

Ange was puzzled.

"These people in North America always laugh at the secret party for being old and always looking ahead and backward in doing things. Now it's time for them to see how unstoppable the new blood of the secret party is. ”

Elizabeth had a look of good fun.

"Well, I hope it doesn't make a big deal."

Ange said this, but his face was the same expression as Elizabeth.

"What did you say?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"I said your superhero was a failure."

Freddy replied, secretly glad that this guy had taken the bait.

"It's not this sentence, it's the last sentence."

He shook his head.

"Well, I said 'Divine Blood' sells better."

Freddy said with some confusion.

"You're selling 'divine blood'?"

"Of course not, we are law-abiding citizens, how can we sell addictive drugs?"

Freddy denied it and boasted about it.

But the expression on his face was saying, "How about I sell it?"

Half-breeds are violent and secretive groups, and most mixed-race organizations have a history of starting out in the gray or black industry.

Therefore, Freddy did not shy away from talking about the "divine blood".

Because many of the people here are buyers of divine blood.

"Give me the information of the organization that sells 'divine blood'."

Lu Mingfei said as gently as possible.

"The Connally family is not a DEA (Drug Administration), and there is no time to investigate any addict organizations. Besides, even if it's you, why should I give it to you? Are you the president of the United States? ”

Freddy laughed exaggeratedly.

How could he possibly hand over the information of the sellers of the "divine blood", and he was still counting on them to research more exciting addictive products.

The addictions on the market have long been unable to satisfy him, and if it weren't for the stimulation of "divine blood", Freddy would have gone crazy.

Or, he's gone crazy.

"Now you're not happy to die."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

The next second, he flew through the crowd, five steel fork-like fingers grasping Freddy's head.

(End of chapter)